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The beautiful beach is whispering
Eerie sounds, eerie sounds
I’m lost in the night
The clouds are rolling in
And the waves are standing still
Eerie sounds, eerie sounds
Are speaking behind the wind

I’m clinging to the shore
Gripping tighter than a leach
I’m scared of the Portuguese Man O’ War
Aimlessly floating towards me
Men of War all around
Men of War about to storm
I’m scared of the Portuguese Man O’ War
Aimlessly floating towards me

Every now and then
I take a walk down the beach
The sand is soft
And I skip some rocks
Today, here I am
Went further than I’ve ever been
The fog moves in; I can no longer see
I turn to the sun
And ask where is the North Star?
I can’t even see the moon
Hopefully an answer or a clue
Will come from the Heavens soon

The beautiful beach is whispering
Eerie sounds, eerie sounds
I’m lost in the night
The clouds are rolling in
And the waves are standing still
Eerie sounds, eerie sounds
Are speaking behind the wind

I’m clinging to the shore
Gripping tighter than a leach
I’m scared of the Portuguese Man O’ War
Aimlessly floating towards me
Men of War all around
Men of War about to storm
I’m scared of the Portuguese Man O’ War
Aimlessly floating towards me

I wish I could see each step
Better yet, wish the stones wouldn’t slip
From beneath my feet
And I can’t believe that gal
Would lead me down this road
I should have noticed her nose
Longer than Pinocchio’s
Her four-wheel-drive
Had a bumper sticker
Skull and bones
She was looking for gold
And the rains are starting to pour
It’s getting cold
I hope the sharks don’t eat me alive

The beautiful beach is whispering
Eerie sounds, eerie sounds
I’m lost in the night
The clouds are rolling in
And the waves are standing still
Eerie sounds, eerie sounds
Are speaking behind the wind

I’m clinging to the shore
Gripping tighter than a leach
I’m scared of the Portuguese Man O’ War
Aimlessly floating towards me
Men of War all around
Men of War about to storm
I’m scared of the Portuguese Man O’ War
Aimlessly floating towards me

Where was the warning sign?
Will I make it home?
My knees begin to creak
And there is no where to run
It feels like someone is lurking
On the cliffs above the sea
Below the water is murky
Shells crumble under my feet
The sound boomerangs
Echoing a few feet behind me
Is it Golem? I throw my last stone
Like it was a band
And I was the Lord of the Ring
The splash sounds like a scream
Or is it just me?

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